Chapter Fifty-Eight: Guild of the Gods

The old man's voice was like a bell ringing in Yan Hongchen's soul, making his soul tremble.

This medicine village is definitely not as simple as imagined, and even the village elder is estimated to be an incredible powerhouse.

The power that I had just spoken to him had never felt even when facing his father and Nogi, and it was a power that hit the soul directly.

Yan Hongchen didn't dare to stay longer, and went directly into the cave, and as soon as he entered the cave, there seemed to be a soft feeling, and a familiar feeling.

It felt like when I first came to the Continent of the Gods, when I touched the light layer of the world's power with my father.

But Yan Hongchen didn't feel that kind of pulling force, and walked straight away......

Then a dense jungle appeared in front of him, and the cave after he came out no longer existed, but behind him was a hundred-meter waterfall, flowing down with a bang.

Yan Hongchen looked at this dense jungle and had a familiar feeling, but when he thought about it, he shook his head, this is the Continent of the Gods, and it is no longer the Continent of Godrise.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't know what kind of scene Ye Tingcheng over there should be when he received his letter of resignation, and he didn't say goodbye, which was really a bit negative.

Yan Hongchen walked in the jungle, Shi Xiuwei felt the surroundings, and suddenly felt a wave of power, only to see a person sitting in the shade of a tree in the distance, lighting a fire, roasting meat, and walking forward.

I saw that an obese young man, he looked like he was in his thirties, wearing a loose coat, roasting the undercooked meat in his hands, drooling, and the fluctuations on his body were the pinnacle of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Yan Hongchen said: "This brother, may I ask how to get to Yincheng?"

He looked up at Yan Hongchen, looked at Yan Hongchen's clothes, pouted and said, "Bad luck, it's just a poor boy, get out! Uncle is in a good mood today, so I'll let you go." ”

After speaking, this person continued to bury his head in the barbecue, Yan Hongchen frowned, and continued: "May I ask Brother Tai, how to get to Yincheng?"

The fat young man suddenly became angry and said, "Didn't you hear Lao Tzu telling you to get out?"

As he spoke, the man put down the barbecue in his hand, slowly stood up, and said, "You want to go to Yincheng, right? ”

The fat young man grabbed Yan Hongchen's shoulder with his big hand and grabbed Yan Hongchen's shoulder, but no matter how he dragged it, he couldn't shake the other party.

After repeating the action a few times, he suddenly realized something, cold sweat flowed out of his head instantly, and his eyes were wide open.

As soon as Yan Hongchen stepped into the ground, a powerful force burst out, and it was even stronger than the original cultivation? Feeling the power in his body, Yan Hongchen became puzzled.

I remember that I obviously didn't step into the realm of detachment, and it was right to fade away from the mortal body, but my strength exceeded the original several times, and now it is clear that I have successfully stepped into the cultivation of the saint realm.

Closing his eyes and checking his body, he saw a red bead suspended in the middle of the sea of qi, Yan Hongchen was startled for a moment, and muttered to himself: "True Qi Condensation Bead, mortal body is out of the world!"

Could it be because of that elixir?

Thinking of this, Yan Hongchen made it clear, and only the mysterious village chief of the medicine village could explain the pill he gave him.

When he opened his eyes, Yan Hongchen didn't see the fat young man just now, which made him wonder, could it be that the powerhouses of this continent were so mysterious?

I wanted to sigh with emotion, but who knew that a pair of hands held Yan Hongchen's thighs, and a sound of killing pigs came, saying: "Big brother spare his life, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, don't... Don't kill me. ”

Yan Hongchen was confused, he just wanted to ask for a way, why was it so complicated?

Yan Hongchen said, "How to get to Yincheng?"

The fat young man hurriedly got up and said: "Hey, you can ask the right person, I don't brag about this, I am known as Yincheng know-it-all, from the powerful celebrities of the family to the women and children, I am called omniscient and omniscient." ”

Looking at this burst of boasting, Yan Hongchen hurriedly interrupted and said, "Stop! I just want to ask Yincheng how to go!"

The obese young man said: "Little brother, cut a thousand knives, I don't know if the eldest brother is nameless?"

"Yan Hongchen. ”

Along the way, Chopping Thousand Knives muttered, and kept asking Yan Hongchen this and that, which was really a little annoying, so he simply ignored him.

According to the mouth of the thousand swords, Yincheng is a small city in the eastern region of the Continent of the Gods, and it is dominated by the four major families: Cheng, Bai, Hu, Jun, and the four great families.

Knowing that Yan Hongchen was coming to Yincheng for the first time, Chopping Thousand Knives kept reminding Yan Hongchen to be careful of the people of these four great families and be careful of colliding with them.

A figure at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Martial Realm, such as Chopping a Thousand Blades, is just an ordinary person who can only rob the passing people occasionally in the jungle just now.

The Continent of the Gods is divided into four domains: southeast, northwest, middle, and five domains.

It is very vast, and if a cultivator like Yan Hongchen relies on flying, I am afraid it will take a year to travel from the Eastern Regions to the Southern Regions.

It is conceivable that this continent is vast, so it is even more difficult for Yan Hongchen to find his father's whereabouts.

Yan Hongchen said, "Chop a thousand knives, do you know Yunmeng Sect?"

Chop Thousand Knife shook his head, indicating that he had not heard of it.

After a thousand swords led the way, it took about half a day to walk, and finally saw Yincheng.

It was a city that could not see its complete face at a glance, and according to what the Thousand Blades said, Yan Hongchen learned that this silver city was as big as three Haoyue main cities.

Such a large city, it can only be regarded as the smallest city on this continent, calmed down, Yan Hongchen followed the thousand swords to the city gate of the silver city.

Yan Hongchen looked up at the words on the city gate, two ancient characters, this is a text that can only be seen from the ancient books of the Shenqi Continent, and the common text here is still that kind of ancient text.

After the founding of the Haoyue Empire, this kind of writing has been simplified, Yan Hongchen couldn't cultivate back then, he could only read the ancient books and texts in the family every day, and it was not difficult to understand the words of this world.

The city gate was unguarded, Yan Hongchen entered the silver city with a thousand knives, and looked at the scene, the people inside were layer after layer, and there was no one to see.

Chop Qiandao said: "This is Yincheng, if there is nothing wrong, I'll go." ”

Yan Hongchen nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he still stopped him and said, "Is there a mercenary group or something in Yincheng?"

Chopping Thousand Knives said suspiciously: "Mercenary?

After Yan Hongchen explained, he suddenly realized that he was talking about a guild, right? Yes, there is a guild in the city, you can try it." ”

After cutting a thousand knives, he took Yan Hongchen to a large courtyard with the Guild of the Gods written on the door.

Originally, he wanted to wait for a thousand knives to bring him in, but he said: "Big brother, I won't go in, this is the guild of Yincheng, and to join the guild, you need to register the guild medal in it, and then, you can take tasks in the guild and receive payment." ”

Yan Hongchen didn't know where to go now, and the bloodthirsty halberd spirit couldn't communicate with him, and he didn't know how long he would sleep.

When you are a newcomer, you always have to find a place to settle down before you can consider your next plan.

After speaking, Chop Qiandao turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, a man walked out of the door, looked at Yan Hongchen, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, and then looked at Chop Qiandao.

He laughed and said, "Isn't this a thousand cuts? Why do you want to try your luck and join the guild?" In this life, if you want to break through the holy realm with your qualifications, it is estimated that it is hopeless, if it is me, I will find a place to kill myself quietly and end my life. ”

Chopping Qiandao turned around angrily and said, "What's the matter with you? ”

Faced with being ridiculed like this, Cutting Thousand Knives glared at him angrily and finished speaking.

Yan Hongchen didn't know about their grievances at all, so of course he couldn't understand it, but this person was called the Nine Martial Arts by Cutting a Thousand Swords, and it was obviously also the realm of a saint, and he blocked the space outside the gate to enter.

Yan Hongchen said: "Excuse me, I want to go in and register for the guild medal." ”

Jiuwu said, "Are you with a thousand swords?"

Yan Hongchen couldn't deny it, nodded and looked at the other party calmly.

Jiuwu said disdainfully: "You are also here to try your luck to enter the guild?"

Yan Hongchen looked at him playfully, and said, "Is it up to you to decide whether this guild can enter or not?" ”

As soon as Jiuwu was said, he was suddenly a little speechless, he was just a low-level figure in the guild, and he didn't represent the guild.

Jiuwu was annoyed and angry, and said, "Boy, I think you are looking for death?"

After that, Jiuwu attacked with a punch, Yan Hongchen used all his strength, dodged Jiuwu's attack, grabbed his arm, and threw Jiuwu behind him with the strength of four or two thousand catties.

Jiuwu obviously didn't expect that the kid in front of him who was with a thousand swords was also a cultivator of the Holy Realm, and he called himself careless.